"Where's Ding Junqi?" Ding Haonan asked.
"We are talking to Lotte's father in the study." Lotte's mother said, pointing her chin in the direction of the study.
Ding Haonan nodded and stood up directly. Ding's mother hurriedly held Ding Haonan's wrist and said, "Don't hit the child."
After Ding's mother finished speaking, she looked at Lotte's mother slightly embarrassed, but after all, it was her own child.
Lotte Mama also understands.
Ding Haonan went directly to the study. Ding's mother wrung her hands and looked at the location of the study with worry.
"Grandpa, don't hit daddy."
Ding Yue's sharp scream came from the study. Ding's mother suddenly stood up, but she couldn't bear to go over.
"Mr. Ding, please tell me if you have something to say." This was the voice of Lotte's father. Perhaps he did not expect that this gentle and elegant-looking Mr. Ding would wave his cane towards his son after he came in and said hello.
"Why is there still a fight?" Lotte's mother said and hurried to the study.
At this moment, the door of the study room was half closed, Ding Junqi was kneeling on the ground, Ding Haonan's crutch hit Ding Junqi's back hard, and he didn't say a word, letting his father hit him.
Even if this happened, it wasn't his fault.
But he had no way to explain it, and none of them had any way to explain it. Letian couldn't handle this matter, he had to handle it himself.
"I taught you to be responsible when you were a child. Are you so responsible?" Ding Haonan said and hit him with such force that it hurt.
Ding's mother stood at the door and did not dare to go in. She could only watch her son being beaten.
"Grandpa, grandpa, don't hit daddy." Ding Yueyan hugged Ding Haonan's legs and cried. Suddenly he thought of something and ran out wiping his tears. Then he pulled out his small mobile phone from the sofa and called Got Rakuten’s mobile phone.
Lotte was lying on the bed chatting with Wenshan when she saw her son's caller ID and hurriedly picked up the call.
"Anyone who has a son—"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Come back soon, daddy is going to be beaten to death by grandpa." Ding Yuegao was crying over there. He probably cried for too long and his voice was hoarse.
Letian sat on the bed. He was stunned for a moment because of his son's words. He turned to Wenshan with a stiff neck, "Yue Gao said that his grandfather wanted to beat Ding Junqi to death." After speaking, Letian suddenly realized what he said and hurriedly got off the bed. , "Let me use your father Nalan's car."
Wenshan looked at Lotte who ran out and said, "I don't like it. Go ahead and fool the devil."
She really doesn't like it. It has nothing to do with her being beaten to death. Why are she running so fast
On the way back, Lotte was told that her grandparents and father were at her house. Now her grandfather was tired from beating her, so she was persuaded to come down.
"Uh-huh, mom, will dad be beaten to death?" Ding Yueya was following his grandma, still worried about his dad.
Beat him to death. That man's skin is so thick, how could he be beaten to death
"Mom will go back soon." Lotte felt sorry for her son, and even felt sorry for her—
Only a ghost feels sorry for that man.
Ding Yueyan couldn't bear to hang up the phone and kept talking to his mother to stop himself from crying.
Lotte drove all the way home, got off the car and went straight into the elevator. When she got to the door, her hand that opened the door was trembling. What was that person doing at her house
The moment Lotte opened the door, the first thing he saw were the four Buddhas sitting in the living room, Ding Junqi kneeling on the ground, and Ding Yueyan who ran over and hugged her legs while crying.
So, was it not the right time for her to come back in such a hurry